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"The Feast of St. Friend" is a delightful Christmas novel written by Arnold Bennett and first published in 1911.
Arnold Bennett is a well-known British novelist and writer. He was a writer active in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, and is famous for his works mainly set in the Staffordshire region. One of his representative works is the novel ¡°Clayhanger,¡± which was published early in his writing career. Other novels such as "Anna of the Five Towns," "The Old Wives' Tale," and "Riceyman Steps" are also among his representative works.
Arnold Bennett is famous for his realist novels that deal with everyday life and everyday events. His works are important historical materials that reflect British society and culture at the time, and his literary style is evaluated as a harmonious combination of realism and stylistic richness. there is.

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Summary
Something has happened to Christmas, or to our hearts; or to both. In order to be convinced of this it is only necessary to compare the present with the past. In the old days of not so long ago the festival began to excite us in November. For weeks the house rustled with charming and thrilling secrets, and with the furtive noises of paper parcels being wrapped and unwrapped; the house was a whispering gallery. The tension of expectancy increased to such a point that there was a positive danger of the cord snapping before it ought to snap.